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Lasher, "remember that no man ever did good-work by dreaming. The goal is to the strong. Remember that." Hugh, did remember it and would have liked very much to be as strong as possible, but whenever he tried feats of strength he failed and looked foolish. "My dear boy, that's not the way to do it," said Mr. Lasher; "it's a pity that you don't listen to what I tell you."
"I can see figures moving about like black ghosts," announced Jerry. "Say, fellows, this is getting real exciting, creeping up on a rival camp with the intention of holding up the whole kit at the muzzle of our guns." "Oh! I hope it won't come to such a desperate point as that. I'd rather not have any trouble with that Lasher if it can be avoided," ventured Frank.
Pidgen, "that's more than any one else has ever done." "I'd rather be with you," said the boy very confidently, "than Mr. Lasher. I'd rather write stories than preach sermons that no one wants to listen to." Then more timidly he continued: "I know what you meant about the man who comes when you're a baby. I remember him quite well, but I never can say anything because they'd say I was silly.
Lasher; "how very greedy! Fancy! After all you've been told! Well, well! Manners, manners!" "I don't know," said Mr. "I said it first, and I'm older than he is. I should know better.... I like boys to be greedy, it's a good sign a good sign. Besides. Sunday after a sermon one naturally feels a bit peckish. Good enough sermon, Lasher, but a bit long." Mr. However, Hugh loved Mr.
And look out for any sort of sharp-pointed nails on the road, apt to slash our tires," remarked Jerry, who had experienced so much of the trickery of the Lasher crowd that he believed there was nothing too mean or small for them to attempt. "Not a bad idea, so slow up until the other boys arrive. They may hardly feel like doing anything, now that we happen along."
His mane stood erect his tail lasher his flanks his mouth, widely open, showed the firm-set trenchant teeth their white spikes contrasting with the red blood that clotted his cheeks and snout, while his angry roaring added horror to his appearance. But none of the three were terrified out of their senses.
It was the same study, and yet how different! Many of the old pieces of furniture were there the deep, worn leather arm-chair in which Mr. Lasher had been sitting when he had his famous discussion with Mr. Pidgen, the same bookshelves, the same tiles in the fireplace with Bible pictures painted on them, the same huge black coal-scuttle, the same long, dark writing-table.
Lasher loved what he called "images." Give up your fairy stories now that they have been proved a failure." Here Mr. Pidgen, in the most astonishing way, was suddenly in a terrible temper. "They're not!" he almost screamed. "Not at all. Failures, from the worldly point of view, yes; but there are some who understand. I would not have done anything else if I could.
"Ah, but I haven't explained; how stupid of me! My name is Seymour. I was here during several years, as a small boy, with Canon Lasher in my holidays, you know. It's years ago, and I've never been back. I was at Polchester this morning and suddenly felt that I must come over. I wondered whether you'd be so good as to let me look a little at the house and garden." There was nothing that Mr.
"Bad penny always comes back, Jock," laughed Jerry. "We've come to convoy the wagon in. You see all our supplies, tents, grub and blankets happen to be in that wagon, and we don't mean to let it be captured by any of the Lasher crowd," remarked Frank. He saw the cook start at the mention of that name, as he muttered: "Butch Lasher a-comin' up hyer then them fellers must aben some o' his pals."
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